It's a big room, but the windows and doors of the room are small and look a little weird.

There were two beds in the corner of the room, clean, simple and nothing else.

In addition, there was only a wooden table, which was piled with all kinds of books and files.

A man was standing at the table flipping through various files, sketching on them from time to time.

He was standing, and there was not a single stool in the room.

Because he knows that as soon as a person sits down, he will relax, and when he slackens, there will be flaws, and he will never slacken, and there will never be any flaws.

Next to him, there was also a man whose waist was straighter, like a spear.

He just stood like that, motionless, as if he had been standing like this since time immemorial.

He is very similar to Ah Fei in the past, the same cold, the same loneliness, and even the way of inserting a sword is similar to Ah Fei.

It's just that Ah Fei is inserting the sword in the center of his belt, and the hilt of the sword is facing to the right, but this person is with the hilt of the sword to the left.

The hilt of the sword was to the left, and the man was using a left-handed sword.

Anyone with a little experience in the rivers and lakes understands that the swordsmanship of a person who makes a left-handed sword is inevitably the opposite of others, and the moves are more spicy and mysterious, which is difficult to parry.

These two people are naturally Jing Wuming and Shangguan Jinhong, a combination like them, except for Luo Changfeng and A Fei, there may never be a second pair in the world.

I don't know how long later, there was a knock on the door, very soft.

Shangguan Jinhong's hand did not stop, nor did he raise his head.

Jing Wuming said coldly: "Who is it?"

"Yes...... It's a subordinate. Jing Wuming heard that the voice of the person outside was a little trembling.

Shangguan Jinhong finally stopped what he was doing and said, "What's wrong?"

"Back to ...... Returning to the gang leader, the people who went to the Flying Sword Villa...... Annihilated. ”

Shangguan Jinhong's face trembled slightly, but his expression didn't change much, and he didn't even change his tone in the slightest, "What's the matter?"

In the mouths of those people, Shangguan Jinhong heard his description of Luo Changfeng, and the man was trembling all over his body, but fortunately, his speech was quite clear.

"When we were about eighty zhang away from the Flying Sword Villa, we were stopped by someone, and it was Luo Changfeng, the owner of the second village of the Flying Sword Villa. ”

He didn't say a word, and before his subordinates could say what he meant, he only reported his identity, and his whole person turned into a phantom, directly killing into the array of the brothers. ”

He was so fast, so fast, that he didn't have time to draw his sword, and where the shadow passed, the brothers froze in place, no longer moving. ”

"He is like a soul charmer, everywhere he passes, he will hook the soul, the brothers fall one after another, and the sound of falling to the ground is connected into a string of ......"

"He's too terrifying, let alone three hundred people, even if there are thousands of troops, they can't stop him with one person and one sword......"

"Bang"

"Poof"

He couldn't finish his words, because at this moment, Jing Wuming suddenly opened the door, stabbed out a sword, and then withdrew the long sword and closed the door.

His movements were simply and neatly frightening, opening the door, taking out the sword, closing the sword, closing the door, the four actions combined, and it never took more than a second.

The room was quiet again, eerily quiet, except for the faint sound of breathing, which proved that there were still people in the room.

"Do you want me to kill him?" Jing Wusheng said suddenly.

"Kill whom?"

"Luo Changfeng. ”

Shangguan Jinhong glanced at him and said, "You can't kill him, it will only be you who will die." ”

Jing Wuming stopped talking, but pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, and there was an indescribable light in his eyes.

Jing Wuming has always been very confident in his sword, steady, accurate, ruthless, and fast, and there are not many people in the rivers and lakes who can resist his swordsmanship.

The words of the gang did not scare him, because he had hole cards, and his left hand sword was already fast, but no one knew, not even Shangguan Jinhong, his right hand sword was faster.

Shangguan Jinhong continued: "Don't provoke Feijian Villa for the time being, avoid Hangzhou, and sweep away other forces first." ”

Jing Wuming opened the door again and walked out, he was the shadow of Shangguan Jinhong, and the shadow would not object to the master's orders.

"Luo Changfeng, Li Xunhuan, Flying Swordsman, Flying Sword Villa. Shangguan Jinhong was contemplative, his eyes were deep, and suddenly a wisp of palpitating killing intent was revealed, "Those who stand in my way, die." ”

For Shangguan Jinhong, money is a tool, women are tools, martial arts are also tools, and the only thing he pursues in his life is power, only power.

There is nothing else but power.

He lives for power, and he can die for power, he is not so attached to martial arts, and martial arts are just a sharp sword for him to forge power.

Flying Sword Villa blocked his way to dominate the rivers and lakes and dominate the martial arts, how could he be at peace with him?

It's just that now he has just launched, and the hegemony has not yet been achieved, so there is no need to fight with the Flying Sword Villa and lose manpower in vain.

After he swept away most of the forces and dominated the martial arts, it was time to settle the general account with the Flying Sword Villa.

300 people can't do it, thousands of troops can't stop it, what about 10,000 people, tens of thousands of people, 100,000 people?

......

Hangzhou City, West Lake, Baolin Bookstore.

Baolin Bookstore is the bookstore built by Luo Changfeng for Song Baolin, from the beginning of the door to the present full, but only half a year.

The unusual story of "Dragon Babu", as long as you hear it once, there is no one who is not fascinated.

Now there are more than 100 storytellers under Song Baolin's command, and they have been scattered to the north and south of the river, and bookstores have been established everywhere, and only three are left in Hangzhou.

Now Song Baolin naturally stopped talking about books for a long time, and only occasionally came to the stage to talk about it.

And today, Song Baolin, who has not been on stage for a long time, has appeared in person.

"Smack"

Xingmu slapped on the desk, making a crisp sound, and the originally buzzing bookstore immediately fell silent.

I only heard Song Baolin say loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, today we won't talk about the story of "Dragon Babu" and "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". ”

Immediately, a watchman shouted: "Is that to say "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "Heaven and Dragon Slayer"?"

Song Baolin unfolded the folding fan with a "swish" and said with a smile: "No, don't say it, what I want to talk about today is another story, a story that happened in today's martial arts......"

As soon as Song Baolin's words came out, there was a buzz in the watchmen's seats in the bookstore, and it was obvious that the watchmen were more interested in what was happening in the martial arts today.

The "Dragon Babu" and "Condor Trilogy", from the Northern Song Dynasty to the end of the Yuan Dynasty, could it be that now it is finally going to today's martial arts?

I only heard Song Baolin raise his voice: "What I want to talk about today is called "Amorous Swordsman Ruthless Sword", which is about the deeds of the three owners of my Flying Sword Villa. ”

As soon as Song Baolin's words came out, the bookstore suddenly boiled, a "Amorous Swordsman Ruthless Sword", just listening to the name, it made people full of anticipation.

"Smack"

Song Baolin slapped the waking wood again, and the bookstore was quiet again, only to hear Song Baolin say: "In the first words, Tanhualang entered the customs to meet his confidant, and the flying swordsman killed the two snakes with a fast sword. ”

"But it said that in the winter of two years ago, Xiao Li Tanhua, the owner of the big village who had been out of the customs for ten years, came back from outside the customs to visit relatives, and when he arrived in Zhangjiakou, he met two teenagers on the road......"

"I only heard the flying swordsman of the three villages ask in a cold voice: 'How many taels of silver is your head worth?'"

When Song Baolin said this, there was a burst of cheers in the bookstore.

"Good ......"

"Happy ......"

"The blue blood twin snakes don't know whether they are alive or dead, and they dare to speak out in front of the three owners, they are really looking for death......"

"Heaven is forgivable, but you can't live ...... your own iniquity"

"Sir, go on quickly, after the three village masters say this, what will happen to the blue blood twin snakes?"